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That worm-like thread of voice came up to him still from sexton-depths: it sounded a larger forgiveness without the word. He felt the sorrow of it all, as he told Nataly; at the same time bidding her smell 'the marvellous oxygen of the park. He declared it to be quite equal to Lakelands. She slightly pressed his arm for answer. Perhaps she did not feel so deeply?
And he tested it to prove it by his readiness to die for her: which is heroically easier than the devotedly living, and has a weight of evidence in our internal Courts for surpassing the latter tedious performance. His Nesta had knocked Lakelands to pieces. Except for the making of money, the whole year of an erected Lakelands, notwithstanding uninterrupted successes, was a blank.
Good for a season; you know my old feeling. They are to learn the secret of Lakelands to-morrow. It 's great fun; they think I don't see they've had their suspicion for some time. You said somebody said "the eye of a needle for what they let slip of their secrets, and the point of it for penetrating yours": women. But no; my dear souls didn't prick and bother. And they dealt with a man in armour.
There's a warm centre of home in Lakelands. But I know my Nataly: she is thinking of our girl. Here is the plan: we stand our ground: my dear soul won't forsake me only there's the thought of Fredi, in the event... improbable enough. I lift Fredi out of the atmosphere awhile; she goes to my cousins the Duvidney ladies. Nataly was hit by a shot. 'Can you imagine it, Victor? 'Regard it as done.
I carry them down to Lakelands to-morrow, if the City's flat. 'Keeping a secret's the lid on a boiling pot with you, Mr. Fenellan said; and he mused on the profoundness of the flavour at his lips. 'I do it. 'You do: up to bursting at the breast. 'I keep it from Colney! 'As Vesuvius keeps it from Palmieri when shaking him. 'Has old Colney an idea of it?
Nesta wondered at her mother's complacent questions concerning this Lakelands: the house, the county, the kind of people about, the features of the country.
That worm-like thread of voice came up to him still from sexton-depths: it sounded a larger forgiveness without the word. He felt the sorrow of it all, as he told Nataly; at the same time bidding her smell 'the marvellous oxygen of the park. He declared it to be quite equal to Lakelands. She slightly pressed his arm for answer. Perhaps she did not feel so deeply?
Fenellan would not call him The Inchcape Bell! She murmured this to herself. Mr. Barmby was absent for two weeks. 'Can anything have offended him? Victor inquired, in some consternation, appreciating the man's worth, and the grand basso he was; together with the need for him at the Lakelands Concert in August. Nataly wrote Mr. Barmby a direct invitation. She had no reply.
I kept from crying: you used to scorn us English for the "whimpering fits" you said we enjoy and must have in books, if we can't get them up for ourselves. I could have prayed to have you as brother or son. I love my Victor the better for his love of you. Oh! poor soul how he is perverted since that building of Lakelands! He cannot take soundings of the things he does.
Her little hoard of savings had been estimated so carefully in connection with her expenses that she knew almost to a penny what her very small surplus would be when she returned to work. Miss Chester was fortunate in gaining Father Abram for a friend and companion. He knew every road and peak and slope of the mountains near Lakelands.
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